Darlings, I saw this quote this morning and want to share it with you– a quote from Theodore Roosevelt, who was likely speaking of politics or generals or some such, but I am thinking in the context of every ordinary woman, or man, who dares to put their feet on the floor each morning and try to get it right another day. Every mother, grandmother, teacher, clerk at the local quick stop, care-taker, fireman, everyone of us who keeps the world going with dreams in our hearts of creating something we hope others will appreciate.
It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat. ~ Theodore Roosevelt.